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Dead Season is nominally a serial killer thriller at least thats what the publicity calls it. Although its not a film that has much in the way of allegiance to The Silence of the Lambs (1991) and its ilk of imitators theres none of the fascination with forensic examination of the psychology of killers that underlies much of this genre. Rather Dead Season seems more like a 1960s psycho-thriller one of the sorts of films made by William Castle, Hammer Films or even Robert Aldrich albeit filtered through a certain indie film eccentricity. I quite liked Dead Season. Certainly for a low-budget independent filmmaker, Ron Ford has made Dead Season with considerable professional polish. The video photography is slick and Ford knows how to direct his actors most of them being relative amateurs and gets finely nuanced performances from them. Dead Season is a film that vies between genuine thriller twists and an offbeat sense of black humour, where Ford quite pleasurably leaves one in a position of constantly twisting and turning and not letting one have any idea where things are going. The revelation of the killers reappearance after being killed is somewhat reminiscent of the twist in the Dean R. Koontz adaptation Whispers (1990). It is only the climactic shootout that comes across as somewhat contrived and unconvincing. Ron Ford also makes some quite unusual casting choices. Trish Haight (in her feature film debut) is a promisingly good actress. Her obsessiveness is well conveyed in the opening scenes and Ford does a particularly witty job of contrasting her diary outpourings in voiceover with flashbacks that show the reality to be far less than the case. Although the most peculiar piece of casting is that of frequent Ford collaborator Randal Malone. Malone is big, pasty and quite overweight. Moreover Malone is clearly very gay (at least in his performance) and his effeminate overemphasis in enunciation makes for a rather unusual central character. (Indeed the whole film has a peculiar gay subtext even leathery detective Wes Dietrick is seen with a copy of Latin Inches sitting by his bedside table. Why could be anybodys guess?). Together with Randal Malone and the amusingly obsessive Trish Haight, Dead Season becomes a very odd couple psycho-thriller, although by no means unappealingly so. It is a thriller told with sufficient twists and enough quirky originality to rate rather well. The film also features a cameo from Jeff Burr, director of films like From a Whisper to a Scream (1987), Stepfather II (1989) and Leatherface: Texas Chainsaw Massacre III (1990), who plays the driver who picks up and sexually propositions Trish Haight in the opening minutes.
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